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-Ha! If everything in the world were possible, everyone would help each other so easily. My treasure was stolen. - the Tiliian sniffled after a moment. -Isn't that strange? But this medallion is very important to me! It was stolen by that cursed scorpion woman, what's-her-name, Lalassu (if she hasn't gone on vacation and already returned to work, lol). I can't find her! And without it, I can't do anything! But you probably don't know anything anyway. Because no one knows! And those who do know won't say anything. They don't care about my treasure! Snakes, bastards, creatures, scum! - Adilika angrily pounded her fists on the bed.
— In such situations, it is best to calm down and look at the situation with a clear head. — The Tiliian glanced out the window for some reason. — Anger and sadness will not help you, and if you really need some "treasure" and cannot get it back, then find a new one....Sky
Having thanked them for their services, Shushuk headed to the Ansgar Grove.
There were only three people in the grove now, all of whom Shushuk easily recognized: they had all fled when Tarvos was gathering a raid. They all stared at the orc with questioning looks.